It's amazing what kind of stuff can pass as an art film nowadays. Some random shots of garden sprinklers, factories, people doing bizarre dance routines and acting like animals. For the sake of "high culture," the slightest notion of coherence and logic has been omitted, so each time the film depicts people doing everyday activities, they got to act like dummies in a shop window. There is some nudity. The director of Dogtooth shows up at some point and gets a bl**-j*b. It must have been a good one because he married the chick in real life.
Review of Attenberg
